It was not only Zhang Xiaopou who was frightened, but also the hearts of all the powerful men in the holy and extraordinary realms covered by the thunder clouds.
And just like Zhang Xiaozu, he felt that the thunder cloud was coming towards him.
"what happened?"
The cultivators on Wuliang Peak couldn't help but feel uneasy when they saw the thunder clouds looming over the top.
After seeing Yan Mingchao and Zhang Xiaozu running away from the center of the thundercloud, many Saint Realm experts immediately flew towards the outside of the thundercloud, trying to escape from the thundercloud's coverage area.
"Master, why do I feel like the thunder from the sky is going to strike me?"
All the hairs on Zhang Xiaozu's body stood up, and he asked Yan Mingchao urgently, wondering if he had attracted Tian Lei by frequently blessing jade items, which angered Tian Lei, and Tian Lei targeted him as the culprit.
[In view of the general environment,
"Don't think that the thunder is going to hit you." Yan Mingchao replied with a wry smile, "Not only is it going to hit you, I will also be hit by the lightning with you."
"Ah, why?" Zhang Xiaozu asked in surprise.
He could understand why the thunder struck him, because the jade item was blessed by him, but he didn't understand why Yan Mingchao would also be struck.
Could it be that he was convicted because he just provided him with jade items?
"The Nine Nether Spring itself is a heaven-defying treasure. After you add the Meditation and Calming Mantra to it, it is equivalent to superimposing a heaven-defying calamity on it, thus attracting the wrath of the heavens and raining down the divine thunder of destruction.
This God of Destruction will attack indiscriminately, and any existence that defies the will of the thunder cloud will suffer its devastating blow.
However, in the eyes of the God of Destruction, there is no distinction between people and things. It will judge all cultivators at the Holy Realm and above as beings that defy heaven, and then lower the Divine Thunder to destroy them. "
"..."
After listening to Yan Mingchao's explanation, Zhang Xiaozu was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Only then did he realize that he had gotten into big trouble.
"Is there a way to crack it?"
Zhang Xiaozu asked anxiously.
He found that no matter how fast he flew, he was locked by a dangerous energy in the thundercloud.
"Stay away from the center of the thundercloud and find a cool place to protect yourself from the thunder."
Yan Mingchao replied.
"Why do you need to find a cool place? Can a cool place block the energy and weaken the power of thunder?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"No, corpses smell slower in cool places."
"..."
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help being speechless when he heard this. He didn't expect that Yan Mingchao, who had always been serious about words, could tell such a joke, and at such a dangerous and critical moment.
Click!
In the center of the thundercloud, a thick sky thunder with silvery white and purple light fell.
Right in the middle of the Nine Nether Spring.
Jiuyouquan was split a hundred feet away and fell into a pile of broken pieces.
In the stone, but unscathed.
"Haha - do it!"
Zhang Xiaozu was about to laugh happily when he saw this, but a thunder suddenly struck from above his head, causing his laughter to get stuck in his throat.
What made his scalp numb was that what fell above his head was the terrifying purple thunder.
Without time to think, he punched the purple sky thunder.
Bang!
The thick and terrifying purple sky thunder was exploded by his punch, causing purple lightning to flow all over the sky.
Click, click, click!
At the same time, thunder struck down on the heads of other powerful men in the Holy Realm.
Including those cultivators who have fled far away.
They thought they would be fine if they escaped from the thundercloud's coverage, but little did they know that they had been locked into the thundercloud. No matter how far they fled, a thundercloud would follow them above their heads.
However, what fell above the heads of other saintly warriors was silver, or was purple thunder in silver. Only Zhang Xiaozu’s head was purple thunder.
There are also transcendent realms
Qingqu and Yan Mingchao also had Zi Lei falling on their heads.
"Young Master is so powerful that even when struck by lightning, he is superior to others."
On Wuliang Peak, Qian Ruoyun shook his arms and shouted excitedly when he saw Zhang Xiaopou received a purple thunder blow.
Fortunately, the sound was covered up by the rolling thunder. Otherwise, if it reached Zhang Xiaozu's ears, Zhang Xiaozu would probably let him experience the uniqueness of Zi Lei.
"puff--"
Some people were injured by lightning and vomited blood.
Fortunately no one died.
However, the thundercloud did not dissipate after the thunder fell, and continued to surge and spit out lightning.
"Everyone, be careful, there is a second thunder!"
Someone reminded loudly.
"Ah, who will help me?"
An old man in the holy realm who was injured by lightning howled urgently and horrifiedly.
"Oh, what can a mere thunderstorm do to me?"
But there are also people who look up to the sky and dismiss the thunderclouds.
It can be seen that there will be a big gap between the same holy realm.
Click!
The second thunder from the center of the thundercloud fell.
It flew Jiuyouquan from the ground to a height of a hundred feet, but Jiuyouquan was still intact.
A second thunderbolt fell from the tops of Zhang Xiaozu and others' heads.
Sizzle!
Zhang Xiaozu stretched out his hands to catch the purple thunder falling from above his head. The purple arc instantly enveloped his whole body, but it could not penetrate his body defense and could not hurt him.
He took long strides and ran towards the old man in the holy realm who had just asked for help. He swung his arms and threw the purple thunder out like a whip.
The purple thunder and the silver thunder collided with each other, and with a loud bang, they both collapsed.
"Thank you, Third Master, for saving your life!"
The old man gratefully bowed his luggage to Zhang Xiaopou.
Zhang Xiaozu nodded slightly, then glanced around and shouted: "Whoever can't stop me should quickly come closer to me!"
Several people who were injured by the thunder or felt unable to withstand the next thunder immediately approached Zhang Xiaopou as quickly as possible after hearing the sound.
Click!
The third thunderstorm fell from the center of the thundercloud.
Different from the previous two thunders, this time it was purple thunder as thick as a bucket.
Jiuyouquan was split into a deep pit and was immediately buried in charred soil. It was unknown whether it was damaged or not.
At the same time, the third thunder struck down on the heads of Zhang Xiaozu and others.
Zhang Xiaopeng soared into the sky, stretched out his claws again, and wanted to repeat his old trick, catching the purple thunder falling towards him and using it as a weapon to help others neutralize the thunder.
But the third streak of thunder purple is dark, which makes it difficult to mess with at first glance.
Zhi--!
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Xiaozu grabbed the third purple thunder with his hands, the lightning penetrated his body defense.
"Ahhhh——!"
Zhang Xiaozu was so shocked that his body twitched violently, and he let out a trembling scream.
But his hands still held Zi Lei firmly and did not let go.
"Young Master is mighty!"
Qian Ruoyun was worried and couldn't help but raise his arms and shout.
Little did he know that it wasn't that Zhang Xiaopou didn't want to let go, but that his hands were sucked by the violent power of thunder and lightning, and he couldn't let go.
"ah--!"
Zhang Xiaozu endured the pain of being penetrated by thunder and lightning, violently swung his arms, used purple thunder to smash all the silver thunder around him, and then twitched in the air while holding purple thunder.
"Third Master is mighty!"
The few people he protected below couldn't help but be impressed by Zhang Xiaopou's tyrannical fighting prowess.
The other Saint Realm experts couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw Zhang Xiaopou's ferocious methods. They thought that the Third Master of this sect was too crazy. He dared to use his sword without saying anything when fighting against the Heavenly Lord of Paradise, but now he was facing the Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Punishment. He is a ruthless person who wants to extinguish the thunder of heaven.
The third purple thunder was finally extinguished in Zhang Xiaozu's hands, but it was not that Zhang Xiaozu wanted to snuff it out, but that he couldn't let go and had to hold it.
Purple Thunder Powder
As he went, blue smoke billowed out from Zhang Xiaozu's body, and the smell of barbecue wafted in the air.
There was still some thunder and lightning power left in his body, flowing through his organs, muscles, blood and bones, making crackling electric shock sounds.
"Well--"
A weak moan came from Zhang Xiaozu's throat. The power of thunder and lightning in his body made his whole body feel numb and numb. He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but groan.
At this moment, he was tender on the outside, tender on the outside, in pain and happy at the same time.
